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Nov 2011
Flame
You were the flame. The flame that warmed a home to burn a village.
Tell me, flame,  with what water am I to put you out,
The same water that the sun took away from this house?
Broderick
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Broderick  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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